"Xiao He, don't try to deny it, this is your child! Look at these eyebrows and eyes, how do they not look like you?" They don't look like you at all! Xiao He had a headache listening to the roar of his childhood sweetheart Li Mo, and the innocent look in the child's eyes, and finally softened his heart, and agreed to accept the "son" to raise him. If time could go back, Xiao He would never accept this seemingly harmless and seemingly innocent child with a complicated life experience, an alluring appearance, who could be coquettish and domineering, and drag Xiao He into a battle between wealthy families... Xiao He could tolerate all these, but what he couldn't tolerate the most was: "Li Sheng! You son of a bitch, stop doing this!"